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Words were not the enemy or the monster under my bed, but they held such power over me. They were like the ghost of a loved one, forever haunting me.
nothing lasted forever, but some things, some scars, ran too deep to ever fade away.
And it was knowing that I could still be...still be afraid of everything, but not
Forever was something we all took for granted, but the problem with forever was that it really didn’t exist.
